I had to leave the house today x2 Why does it have to be this way I had to leave the house today oh how it grieves me when no one believes me That I am trying my best I was in a muddle in bed in a puddle but I found some clean clothes and got dressed! My task list's seven metres long x2 Life gives me no quarter it never gets shorter My task list's seven metres long bridge I sing a song the substance of which everybody knows there's too much of it - and adulting BLOWS One day I will get sick and die x2 Sounds kinda peaceful I won't lie One day I will get sick and die x2 I sometimes worry I'll leave in a hurry You won't have seen me at my best But all that I ask is you take on my tasks and if you're willing please be my guest! I had to leave the house today x2 Why does it have to be this way I had to leave the house today oh how it grieves me when no one believes me That I was trying my best I got out of bed and did what I said Now please act like you are impressed.
Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!